Lyrics

I took a knife and a wheelchair 'Cause I won't be back home for a while. You said I'd want to be a doctor But I don't, and I need to know why. Oh my God, Just folded and burnt like a parchment, oh Engraved like a star on the pavement, oh I believe in the past, I believe in ghosts In the songs I can write, in the problems solved. I started bleeding in the desert. I've been shot in the back the night before. I'll be lying on the railway. I'll be saved when the city awakes. Oh my God, Just folded and burnt like a parchment, oh Engraved like a star on the pavement, oh I believe in the past, I believe in ghosts In the songs I can write, in the problems solved. I just don't remember what I say or do And I almost forgot that you were here too. What I say or do What I say or do Oh you were here too
Writer(s): Marc Daumail, Morgane Imbeaud Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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